What started out as a friendship with tattoos in common turned into a online romantic adventure. One cold Sunday Gail's husband Jon went to work on hi... off road vehicle at his dad's house. Gail found herself alone at home so she got her newest vibrator out and plugged it in on her side of the bed. She texted her Florida buddy Rod and as the two of them texted sexy thoughts back and forth while Gail was enjoying the very strong vibrations between her legs. As Rod was describing how he was going. "I thought you'd left for the weekend!" she cried out, clearly embarrassed. "It's okay!" I said. Her skirt was pulled up and I could see her white, lacy thong, damp with cum. She started to get out of my bed, when I put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not mad," I said, reassuringly. "I was... I um..." She sighed and looked down at her feet, dangling off of the bed. "Someone told me you had these movies, and I was just..." She started crying. "What's wrong?" I asked, sitting beside her. "I'm a. I lifted her clothes up and off as I let it soak. I didn’t ejaculate big for good reasons because the place was party ready and I pulled out before, explaining we’d get together later for a real orgasm.So I gave her everything else I had in my bag of tricks, long tongue and nipples sucked, total licking and fondling until she was almost screaming. The daughters got a huge kick out of that, “Mom” getting with my dick. And Margo wasn’t going to let “Mom” not have the most magical fuck possible so. ” “Are you calling me liar?” “I’m only finding it hard to believe.” “Well, then. I can’t have my integrity questioned.” Rob turned to Constance. “Tell him how it was. Tell him what you did.” “This is cruel,” she said, barely above a whisper. “Why must you do this to me?” “Tell him, Constance. Describe it to him. How did I find you?” “I … I was … touching … myself,” she stammered, staring at the rug. “And what were you thinking of?” prompted Rob insidiously. His hand was on her thigh, a searing.